Intellectual liberty is the air of the soul, the sunshine of the mind, and without it, the world is a prison, the universe is a dungeon.
Words are the motes of thought, and nothing more.
Where doubt there truth is - 'tis her shadow.
Youth might be wise; we suffer less from pains than pleasures.
We live not to ourselves, our work is life.
Dewdrops, Nature's tears, which she Sheds in her own breast for the fair which die. The sun insists on gladness; but at night, When he is gone, poor Nature loves to weep.
Any heart turned Godward feels more joyIn one short hour of prayer, than e'er was raisedBy all the feasts of earth since its foundation.
Pleasure, so called, is the murderer of serious thought. This is the age of excessive amusement. Everybody craves for it, like a babe for its rattle!
To start with, for example this year, 2004, is the bicentennial of Haitian independence.
SPEAK OF TROUBLE highlights the abilities of Lowell Sostomi as singersongwriter and brings together a talented band of musicians with amazing dexterity, loads of energy, and very original arrangements. Im impressed.
If you hear a voice within you say 'you cannot paint,' then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced.